"Ming Gong, it looks like the main lord is here." Ignoring Fan Xiwen's almost embarrassing performance, Guo Jia looked at the southeast direction and said.

Fan Xiwen followed Guo Jia's gaze, and a hundred dead soldiers with masked faces appeared on a mountain col in the southeast, the first one stood on a boulder with a steel gun, and the ninety-nine dead soldiers behind him were all holding steel guns in their left hands and crossbows in their right hands. It seems that the other party has made a bloody investment this time, but it is impossible for this person to take down more than 1,000 people on Fan Xiwen's side.

"Damn, this is Hongguoguo's look down on me, a hundred people also came to find a scene, and there were so many big dramas staged before." Fan Xiwen was dissatisfied, very dissatisfied.

"Well, maybe it's more than that." Listening to Fan Xiwen's words, Xu Chu rolled his eyelids helplessly, because the enemy seemed to have more than one direction. Because Fan Xiwen's words had just fallen, Xu Chu actually felt a vibration on the ground, this voice was not the sound of cavalry, but it must be an army on the other side, and it was also an elite.

Fan Xiwen looked around, his face changed slightly, he was actually surrounded by people on all sides, which was more tragic than an ambush on all sides. On all sides, there were figures walking around, and the most powerful thing was that they were all covering their faces. To the west, to the north, to the south, these people are simply pretending to be the army. All the standard equipment, all the hardwood and two stone bows, and the linen clothes still have a little silver-white things exposed, which is clearly armor.

Seeing this, Fan Xiwen had already pointed all the things to Yuan Shao. Fan Xiwen really couldn't think of anyone other than Yuan Shao who could have such great ability to let the soldiers and the dead soldiers act together. Thinking about the old man Han Fu at this time, Fan Xiwen must be sure.

How did Yuan Shao occupy Jizhou in history? It was after chopping Han Fu that he used his reputation as the fourth and third dukes to forcibly ascend to the throne. You must know that Han Fu is almost equivalent to a good old man, looking at Yuan Shao's illustrious family background, echoing Yuan Shao everywhere. What is the reason? It's not because of Yuan Shao IV and the third duke, and Han Fu may be the protégé of the Yuan family. In this way, it is not easy for Yuan Shao to come forward to invite Han Fu for a trivial matter.

The combined army on the three sides is at least 4,000 people, and at a glance it is clear that it was sent by Han Fu, and it is very likely that it is a defender who was transferred directly from Wei County, after all, there are not so many troops in the nearby county to wander around.

"Ming Gong, now they can afford you." In this scene, Guo Jia did not forget to joke about Fan Xiwen.

"Fengxiao, you still have time to say cool things here at this time." Fan Xiwen said a little speechlessly.

"Ming Gong, quickly lead the people to rush out towards the north, now they haven't all closed yet, if they wait until their encirclement is in place, they will be able to shrink quickly as soon as we escape, and there will be no chance to leave at that time." Guo Jia is laughing for a while, serious for a while, and more fickle than Fan Xiwen.

Since all the guards Wang Fan took away were personal guards, now that there were only one hundred and fifty personal guards left, it would become impossible to hand over this kind of task, which was equivalent to a sharp knife, to the independent battalion that had just accepted the change. So the burden only fell on the shoulders of the guards. "Zhang Yun, you take a company to open the way for the large army with sharp knives, and the rest of the companies are all gathered together in platoons, forming a sharp triangle formation, chiseling through the enemy's formation in one fell swoop." At the moment of the great enemy, Fan Xiwen's unique commanding temperament was brought into play, and the morale of the army was stabilized for a while.

"Yes, come with me." Zhang Yun responded loudly, and then quickly moved forward with a company of personal guards, and a formation was slowly taking shape. That's the benefit of training regularly, so that simple formations can be combined at any time, and you don't have to spend time on the whole team. The pointed triangle formation is worthy of being the best in the chisel formation, and the best fighter in the best.

Zhang Yun himself is a sharp knife, and his extremely sharp attack is like a pack of wolves killing into a flock of sheep, of course, followed by a flock of sheep.

When the Jizhou army, which was surrounded on all sides, saw that the enemy actually wanted to escape, they hurriedly moved closer to the north, and suddenly panicked. It's just that it's too late now, and although the guards are followed by a flock of sheep, they can only be regarded as a flock of sheep in front. When sheep fight with sheep, it's all about the number of people. There are more than 1,000 people on Fan Xiwen's side, and the Jizhou army is only 1,000, but as soon as they fight, Fan Xiwen took people out and left, easily getting rid of the encirclement group that Yuan Shao had painstakingly arranged.

"We chase." Looking at the performance of those officers and soldiers, the head of the dead soldiers knew that he could not be trusted, so he said a word to his subordinates, and headed straight to the north with his heavily armed men. These dead soldiers are indeed a little stronger than the Jizhou army, at least they are running faster than the Jizhou army, and they have been biting the tail of Fan Xiwen and his party steadily, and they easily prevent Fan Xiwen from escaping.

It's just that Fan Xiwen is very strange, these dead soldiers obviously have the opportunity to intercept themselves, but they have always been reluctant to do it, and even deliberately let Fan Xiwen and his party run dozens of steps away before catching up, always maintaining a distance of fifty steps. This distance can be shot with the repeater in their hands, but these people just don't want to shoot.

Maybe they're having something wrong with their brains, maybe they're having something wrong with my brain. Fan Xiwen silently thought in his heart that in fact, they were all sick.

Seeing that the 100 dead soldiers were just hanging far behind, they didn't mean to catch up at all, and they were quite depressed in their hearts, but there was no way, who told them that they couldn't run away? So a marathon was staged on this still vast plain, and Fan Xiwen and his party took the lead for the time being.

"Quick, continue to form an encirclement and push them closer to the canyon." A lieutenant in the Jizhou army said loudly to his subordinates.

After listening to the order, thousands of Jizhou troops unfolded in the shape of an arc moon under the leadership of their respective generals, and then pressed tightly towards Fan Xiwen and his party. At this time, Fan Xiwen knew what was going on with the 100 dead soldiers in the back, and his feelings were waiting in front. Under the siege of the Jizhou army, Fan Xiwen had no way to retreat, or rushed up to break the net with the Jizhou army; Either retreat and enter the canyon, but this kind of death is very likely, and who knows if there is an ambush on it?

"Spicy, Ge Laozi, it's a big deal." Fan Xiwen was driven away by the Jizhou army and a hundred dead soldiers, and his heart was quite angry, so he kept popping out a few words of the only Sichuan dialect he had learned.

"Come on, take out everything except weapons, I'm going to put on a good show, move quickly, quickly." At this time, Fan Xiwen suddenly thought of a few small schemes, so the mistakes that he was usually most prone to make were committed again. You know, there is a so-called top strategist by his side, is there no way for Guo Jia?

Guo Jia glanced at Fan Xiwen in some surprise and didn't say anything. Guo Jia is good at military affairs, and for such a thing, as long as he sets up a military formation, he can completely defeat them, but Guo Jia is still a little curious in his heart, he is curious about what method his main guild will use to retreat from the enemy.

As soon as Fan Xiwen's words fell, countless pieces of silver were thrown in front of Fan Xiwen from all directions. Guo Jia's eyes lit up when he saw this, Fan Xiwen had not scavenged the thieves in the past few days, but he had not scavenged the money of those bandits, just like locusts crossing the border, stripping away all the bandits he saw. That's why there is today's group of more than 1,000 homeless people, and there are a lot of tattered clothes behind them!

"Throw out the rags on your bodies, and tear your face with the Jizhou Army today, so you don't need these. All in front of it, lit with fire. Fan Xiwen looked at the people under him who were quite obedient, there was at least a small mountain of silver in front of him, Fan Xiwen broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, just now this group of people carried these things on their backs for more than half an hour, I really don't know what these people think.

Fan Xiwen's meaning is now obvious, that is, to light a fire in front, of course, not to cook, but to block the enemy. There happened to be a bush in front of him, and the grass was stretching in the direction of the Jizhou army, as long as he set fire like this, even if he couldn't burn some people, he would make it difficult for them to move an inch for the time being. After that, it's time to give full play to these Jinshan Yinhai offensives.

"Fengxiao, once you are angry, please bring people to set up a formation, not to kill the enemy, but to hold on. Wang Fan has rushed back to Le'an in the starry night, and he will arrive in a few days. It turned out that Fan Xiwen didn't have any illusions about his plan at all, just to delay time for Guo Jiabu to fight. Setting fire to it is just a trick to delay the army, and the group under his command now is not a long-trained Le'an army, but a group of recruits who have just accepted Fan Xiwen's changes, I'm afraid they haven't even seen the formation.

In order to stabilize the hearts of these subordinates, Fan Xiwen had to expose his last hole cards at this time, and reinforcements would arrive soon. The last sentence, Fan Xiwen said very much, and the whole team heard it. Hearing this news, the morale of the whole team was obviously much higher.

When Guo Jia heard Fan Xiwen's words, he was also stunned, it turned out that his lord did not forget to consider himself at this time. It's just that I underestimated my ability, but I was familiar with reading military books since I was a child. Not to mention a group of bandits, even if it was a militia who had just gotten their weapons, Guo Jia was sure to arrange the formation as soon as the Jizhou army caught up.

"Jia, take the order." Guo Jia respectfully received the order to Fan Xiwen.

"Set fire, all the guards will come out, these things will be smashed for me when the Jizhou army approaches, the more you smash, the better, the faster the better." Fan Xiwen ordered again.

"Yes." One of the thieves ran to the front, took out his fire breaker and lit the rags, and immediately returned to the group. The guards divided the silver pile in front of Fan Xiwen, each of them took a little in their hands, and then held it in their hands and waited for the arrival of the Jizhou army.